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    Truth Be Told; #09

    Story written on August 26, 2008 by eunichick.
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    Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=70813
    Author Notes:

    Bette and Gen get one step closer to solving the murder case, and discover more about each other in the process.

     

    “You cheated.”

     

    Gen quickly opened the car door and ushered Bette into the passenger’s seat, “I promise I’ll make it up to you.”

     

    They drove down the road and turned towards the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Gen stopped the car and they got out. Gen took Bette’s hand in hers as they walked towards a small pizza vendor.

     

    “Two slices please,” Gen said, “And two sodas.” Winking, she turned towards Bette, “Best slices in the city.”

     

    They made walked half way up the stairs which surrounded the museum and sat down to have their dinner. “You’re right, this is amazing,” Bette mumbled, taking a bite out of her pizza.

     

    “You’ve got sauce on your lip.”

     

    “Where?” Bette asked, grabbing a napkin.

     

    “Right there,” Gen replied, bending forward and gently licking the corner of Bette’s lips.

     

    Smiling, Gen looked at her and asked, “Are you feeling better from this morning? I imagine this is hard for you, investigating your sister’s murder.”

     

    “I’m better than before, I guess right now, I just really want to find out who did it. I want to do this for Kit. It’s important to me. I do think that there is something fishy about Jodi. I had a bad vibe about her the first time we met. And to think she could charm her students into bed with her.”

     

    Suddenly, there was a slight drizzle and a loud boom of thunder echoed through the night. “I think we might have to quickly finish up here,” Gen said, the raindrops falling heavily on them. Gen used her jacket to shelter Bette as they ran to the car, they were completely drenched, but laughing hysterically.

     

    “I hate to say this,” Gen managed through her laughter as they sat in the car, “This is pretty romantic.”

     

    Bette turned to Gen and lightly pushed away a stray hair on her forehead. Bette climbed onto Gen and kissed her. The car was completely covered with raindrops as Bette straddled Gen, tearing off Gen’s shirt and kissing her passionately, their tongues massaging each other.

     

    Gen unbuttoned Bette’s blouse and pulled off her bra, and hungrily pulled Bette towards her, her mouth latching onto Bette’s nipples, sucking them. Her hands moved to undo Bette’s pants, groping the soft skin of her bottom as the wet pants came off.

     

    Bette suddenly grabbed Gen’s hands and pushed down the car seat. She used her other hand to pull off her belt, wrapping them around Gen’s wrists.

     

    “What are you doing?” Gen said, struggling playfully.

     

    “Remember,” Bette replied with a seductive tone, “You owe me for being late.”

     

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    1. Oh my. Oh..um..my. What were we talking about? Oh yes, the… story…Sorry I forgot to post comments earlier, I am still here and enjoying every bit, EVERY bit. I wonder though how easy it would be to pull wet clothes off in the limited car seat space, but if at first you don’t succeed…Excellent, and I wanna know who done it!

    3. So how cool is it that I come across this while watching CSI, so how do you cut someone’s head off with out blood leaking. well trying not to sound creepy but you could drain the blood out of their body or you wait until there dead cause there is no blood flow. Or……….. I could go on with a couple of other ideas. So when I first heard how they were killed I was asking where is Jenny lol. Adele fits the profile. Trying to get jodi’s attention by killing her prize students and leaving them in front of a toy store but then where does kit fit into this But jenny could always pop up out of nowhere lol. And who cares if tina is in this story or not! Did I tell you I love mystery’s

    4. Still here and enjoying this story every minute. I also have a creepy feeling about Jodi but then again it could be they are making her look guilty and it’s not even her who did these murders. I also wonder how you could chop someone’s head off without blood splatter, guess I’ll need to ask Gil lol.But don’t tell me you’re gonna let them have sex in the middle of Manhattan??? That will be interesting….Can’t wait until you post again.

    5. Oh…Jodi Lerner are you the murderer?Bette is always so cheeky, you have gotta love the way she loving manuipulates people its so sexy.Gen you did owe her for being late you dont mind anyway you love it.

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